I really want to break up...
I'm almost going crazy thinking about it.
When I woke up in the morning, I stared at his back in front of the mirror in a daze. I have been with him for seven years, and no matter how deep the relationship is, it cannot withstand time. What's more, he doesn't love me in the first place.
So break up quickly! Dump me quickly! Seven years is long enough. Aren't you tired of me yet?
I don't know if I accidentally said what I was thinking, but he suddenly turned his head and looked at me.
The dark eyes stared at me with fear, and my palms became sweaty.
"You talked in your sleep last night." He said.
"Oh..." I breathed a sigh of relief and asked him casually: "What did I say?"
"You said you really wanted to break up as soon as possible. You kept shouting break up, break up." He stared at me.
I looked away guiltily and smiled dryly: "You heard it wrong..."
"Really?" He sneered and turned back, still staring at me firmly in the mirror.
I picked up my briefcase, turned around and ran away.
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